Another few hundred years passed since I executed Victor.

Even though I executed him as an example, there are still many corrupted people who use my name for evil born in my temples.

In every passing year, big and small conflict arises in every part of the word caused by a clash of belief between followers, war, plague, demons, monster, more. But the worst two are battle between gods themselves and other worlder.

I using other worlder is because they can arrive in this world in three ways. First is being reincarnated as one member races that live in this world.

Second is transmigration, which is self-explanatory.

The third being summons by someone to this world for a purpose.

But all of them in some way posses cheat ability granting them power equal or more than god. It is good and all if they live their life.

'If'

"Sign~."

Thank god I got the highest authority or else even god knows, how long this world lasts under those people missing more than a few brain cells.

"Lord, may these servants know what happened to make you sign."

Moving my head, I saw quite a large man dressed in full plate armor with a white cloth hang from around his waist reaching his knee, behind him, there are two people also kneeled. One is dressed in clothes similar to Victor, while the other one dressed in a black military coat over a chest plate and black pants.

Those three are one of the few people who retained their human appearance after turning into my servants. One in full plate armor is Aarkon, who responsible for the temple's security. One in archbishop garb is Turlon responsible for checking inside corruption and people itself. The last one who is in military garb is Stuart one who responsible for fighting against demons and other supernatural creatures.

Thanks to those three my work are becoming more easier, but still, there is too much thing going on every second that far from my control.

Looks like they noticed my sign.

"It is nothing. Oh Aarkon, how is a conflict between Dynas and Iena ?"

"Lord, sadly there no sign of an end. Just now, another three small and one large kingdom ruined. Should I send abolishers ?"

"No need it will only make worse but, don't let them destroy another kingdom. I don't want any more people to die cause of those two's childish fight."

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When will those two learn, there is no point in fighting against them. Because of that, my work becoming more and more. Just cause I require neither sleep or meals it doesn't mean I get tired.

*Well even though emotionally I don't feel tired but still, I tired!*

"Turlon, how is the state of inside conflict ?"

"Lord Lynne, you don't need to worry those trivial things there is no corruption or degeneracy in every temple. Every day many new followers enter the lord's temple to hail your kindness."

"Turlon, I trusting you."

"Lord, I never let you down."

Thanks to Turlon, at least, I don't need to worry about an inside conflict. But doesn't mean, I completely left on his hand. From time to time, I always do an unexpected inspection. Not that, I don't trust him but, there is always a chance that some bug went under his vision.

"Stuart, report."

"Yes, for now, there is no big war between races. But I received news about one heir vampire clan's head is running away with female other worlder. Also, one worlder called Yukimura established kingdom one border of another kingdom and declared war."

Are you serious ?!

"More ?"

"That is it."

Damn even though it lesser than last time but still so much pain. Aargh, I already feel my hair turning white from all those stress.

"And who are you?"

"What ?"

I pointed a figure hiding behind one of my pillars. Even though it can hide from servants, it is another thing hiding from me.

"H-hello elder sister."

With shaking voice a beautiful blonde woman dressed in a pure white dress and golden tiara appeared behind the pillar.

*Sister? I don't remember I have a sister.*

"Lord, that is a goddess of light Remtris."

"Ah, yes."

As expected oldest one, Turlon has surprisingly good intuition. But seeing I took long to recognize her, Remtris became even more depressed.

"*cough* Elder sister, I am sorry that I haven't approached you this long."

Oh, she recovered it.

"So, what is my little sister want ?"

It sounds like a child asking for money from parents. Which is both annoying and hard to refuse.

"Well, it like this."

Said, Remtris began to explain why she seeking help from me.

Looks like her followers holding her blessed childrens and locking them in temples for their whole life while using their power for their greed while brainwashing them. Because of how the orthodox method it used in brainwashing she can't punish them cause they don't break the rule. And she can't manifest by herself because of all priests sealed ritual scrips.

And she can't use her blessed childrens as a vessel because it will destroy their souls if she does against their will.

"So basically you enslaved by your own followers."

"No, yes you right..."

"Sign~."

"Lord, allow me to punish those heretics."

"Stuart is more troublesome than it looks."

Quickly Turlon said to Stuart calming him down. Despite his calm look, he is more hot-blooded than Aarkon.

What Turlon said was correct I can't use my followers directly since without any proof from Remtris herself, her followers will immediately take as a declaration of war. She can't ask from other gods because there is a chance that they will steal her blessed child and use it for something even worse or in exchange for something even more troublesome than her blessed child. And she can't trust a person since she doesn't know her follower's method of brainwashing.

And worst of all kings and all other powerful beings are connected to her church making things even more complicated.

"I hate politics."

Wait a sec isn't this a perfect chance for taking a vacation in Material Plane?

I can get tasty foods and sleep on a soft bed.

Yes!

Calm down Lynne wears a poker face.

"Sister looks like, I need to take this matter with my own hands."